Hiding

It is CRAZY having a pregnant mind that forgets EVERYTHING and a toddler who likes to hide things.
When I can't find something that I need, my first guess is not what did peppy do with it. Honestly, it's either who stole it or what in the world did i do with it. hahaa. Anyways, this can tend to make me a bit crazy at times b/c i seriously feel as if i have lost my mind when i have searched every place that i know of for certain items.
Need examples? Here are a few.
* B/c this girl is such a weed at growing, she has one pair of sandals that still fit, actually in the last few weeks they are starting to get a little small but hoping they will last till the end of the heat, and don't go in between her toes. A few weeks ago, she had a blister around her big toe and so I needed her to wear these one sandals so they wouldn't hurt her. i could not find them ANYWHERE. i even asked grandma to see if they were at her house...but no luck. my next thought...who stole them. lol...this is kinda joking but kinda not. :) i can't remember (there goes my brain) if it was that day or a few days later but i lifed up her carrier that's on her bike and TA DAH! there they were, nice and tidy...right where she had left them.
* it seems as if her juicy cups are constantly disappearing. nothing i put much thought into but i get rather annoyed when i need one and can't find one. i was putting up laundry the other day and opened este's sock drawer...TA DAH...there was one, tucked right in. (she finds our drawers great "beds" for her babies and i guess she was pretending her milk was a baby one day????)
* So, several days last week i was looking for a little sweater i wear ALL.THE.TIME. since being preggo...my clothes choice here at home is to the minimum. i seriously put our bedroom/closet upside down looking for this thing on a few occassions. i thought i must have gone crazy. two days ago, i was putting some of the baby's clothes in one of our guest closets. TA DAH. i found a dress, shirt and that sweater in a pile. i then remember last week, while i was separating clothes into piles to wash, peppy decided to take some clothes and make her own pile...i just never saw where that pile went.

shall i now begin to list the things i'm still waiting to happen upon...
...and why is it that i have to smile when i find these things? it's because she has my heart...or as she would say, "you have my heart!"